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Lady of the Night Illustration and poem by Don Blanding, c. 1935 This Night I see a luminescent trail Of powdered stardust, faint and pale, Across the sky, like moths in flight. A crescent moon of phantom white Is tangled in the filmy veil. My heart responds with quick delight, I greet the Lady of the Night.
I want love to be simple. I want to trust without thinking. I want to be generous with my affection and patience and love unconditionally. It is easier to love a person with their flaws than to weed through them. I want to love the whole person, not parts; and this is how I want to be loved.